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"
There
is
no
danger
of
its
being
stolen
,
"
said
Rosa
,
"
unless
Jacob
will
force
the
door
of
my
chamber
.
"
"
Oh
!
then
it
is
with
you
in
your
bedroom
?
"
said
Cornelius
,
somewhat
relieved
.
"
But
in
what
soil
?
in
what
vessel
?
You
do
n't
let
it
grow
,
I
hope
,
in
water
like
those
good
ladies
of
Haarlem
and
Dort
,
who
imagine
that
water
could
replace
the
earth
?
"
"
You
may
make
yourself
comfortable
on
that
score
,
"
said
Rosa
,
smiling
;
"
your
bulb
is
not
growing
in
water
.
"
"
I
breathe
again
.
"
"
It
is
in
a
good
,
sound
stone
pot
,
just
about
the
size
of
the
jug
in
which
you
had
planted
yours
.
The
soil
is
composed
of
three
parts
of
common
mould
,
taken
from
the
best
spot
of
the
garden
,
and
one
of
the
sweepings
of
the
road
.
I
have
heard
you
and
that
detestable
Jacob
,
as
you
call
him
,
so
often
talk
about
what
is
the
soil
best
fitted
for
growing
tulips
,
that
I
know
it
as
well
as
the
first
gardener
of
Haarlem
.
"
"
And
now
what
is
the
aspect
,
Rosa
?
"
"
At
present
it
has
the
sun
all
day
long
,
--
that
is
to
say
when
the
sun
shines
.
But
when
it
once
peeps
out
of
the
ground
,
I
shall
do
as
you
have
done
here
,
dear
Mynheer
Cornelius
:
I
shall
put
it
out
of
my
window
on
the
eastern
side
from
eight
in
the
morning
until
eleven
and
in
my
window
towards
the
west
from
three
to
five
in
the
afternoon
.
"
"
That
's
it
!
that
's
it
!
"
cried
Cornelius
;
"
and
you
are
a
perfect
gardener
,
my
pretty
Rosa
.
But
I
am
afraid
the
nursing
of
my
tulip
will
take
up
all
your
time
.
"
"
Yes
,
it
will
,
"
said
Rosa
;
"
but
never
mind
.
Your
tulip
is
my
daughter
.
I
shall
devote
to
it
the
same
time
as
I
should
to
a
child
of
mine
,
if
I
were
a
mother
.
Only
by
becoming
its
mother
,
"
Rosa
added
,
smilingly
,
"
can
I
cease
to
be
its
rival
.
"
